Gift For Nisa
Supri could only carry two sacks of potatoes, with a timber which he put between the two shoulders. No longer young age, making him often tired and limp. Supri not every working day, the land owners to consider energy to be used. Supri very grateful if anyone told him to haul potatoes. But the results he got was not comparable with the energy of issuance. Supri only paid 1000 rupees for every bag that is raised. Supri can not do anything, he can only be grateful for all the blessings and health he received today.
After all the potatoes have been harvested and transported. Supri asked permission to take the remnants of potatoes scattered. Although the potatoes were partly already in a state of decay, but Supri did not dare to take it directly. For him even though he's not capable, he should not be to take what the rights of others. That's what he said to his son Nisa. After obtaining permission, Supri issuing plastic bags out of his pocket and started to pick up some potatoes are still good. And that he did not take it intentionally foul. Supri then took the knife and removing the foul.
It was late afternoon, Supri go home because his arrival was expected Nisa. In front of the house, the sound of crying. Supri immediately came in and found her son was sitting in the corner of the kitchen carrying an ID card. Nisa water droplets trickling down her cheeks. By carrying an ID card, Nisa continued to cry. Well .. that's one of the relics that remind Nisa with a person who has originated.
Since the age of 8 months, Nisa had left his mother because of the attack lung cancer. Supri already familiar with the correct behavior when the Nisa misses his mother. Age 8 months Nisa is still not memorized her mother's face. Supri sat next to her and let her cry until her calm.Nisa hugging father. Supri was unable to restrain his tears, he knew what he felt was her only child. Missed an affection and caresses of a mother.
After his calm, Nisa take the potatoes, then he washed it and began to wrap it up for immediate sale. Each one plastic bag, fill it with Nisa 5 seed potatoes. Each 1 plastic, he sold at a price of 500 rupiah. A very cheap price but not to Nisa. For him it was a reasonable price of 500, due to circumstances potatoes were slightly unfavorable. With a bag, Nisa began to walk around the village, menjajakkan wares. Nisa first embarrassed to sell, because many of his friends who often mock him. But shame that he throw away. He thought, why should be ashamed for doing a good thing. Nisa are familiar with people who do not want to buy merchandise. Nisa kept walking and walking.
The result today is passable, of 10 bags she was carrying, 6 of which are sold. Money he got, he used transform and buy rice and potatoes that did not sell, he used again to feed themselves. During the day, Nisa had come to the house and cook. Nisa duty to cultivate potatoes and Supri charge of cooking rice. They divide the tasks so that they can quickly fill an empty stomach since morning. Sometimes the neighbors around to give assistance, whether in the form of kitchen materials or also money.
The next day, Nisa going to school. Previously, he went to a neighbor's house to pick up the merchandise. Well ... Nisa school while selling. He sells 500 rupiah appreciated jelly. Nisa also allow the school to sell, but only outside school hours only. Nisa selling an impact on achievement in school. Its value is often down and he was not able to digest some subjects.This is the risk that ditanggungya. None of the acts that do not bear the risk.
During a break Nisa sat seeing all his friends play. Would have loved to play together. But if he played, who is waiting for his wares. Nisa can not pass through the usual childhood passed with play. The demands of living make his childhood passed away. Little by little, friends Nisa buy a snack in the form Jelly with given milk and sprinkled with meses. Nisa reclaim the jelly container for reuse.
School, Nisa deposit results wares to her neighbors. Nisa did not see how much money is given neighbors. Though little he was grateful there are still good people and care for him. Nisa went back to the house. Nisa occupied house is still inhabitable. Actually, this house is part of the kitchen a cousin. They gave up a kitchen to be used as a shelter for Nisa and Supri. Supri used to have a house and land, but all he sells to the treatment of his wife.
Nisa then dressed and out for a pilgrimage to the grave of his mother. To get there, Nisa clearing weeds from the grave of his mother. His mother was a simple grave. There was no headstone that marked graves marked only by the mother water jug made of clay. Nisa prayer, so that mother forgiven, got the most precious in the sight of Allah SWT. Nisa tears were dripping, after praying, Nisa tells his troubles through life and do not forget the sense of missed menggebu to the mother.
Evening, Supri use to look for eels in the rice fields. Later eel he was looking, he would sell to collectors. Each 1 eels appreciated 1000 rupees. Supri sometimes gets 3 to 5 animals. His results would she tubes for the needs of school children. Nisa wear uniforms worn and begin to turn yellow. It was also given the neighbors, but Nisa never asked Supri to ask for a new uniform. However Supri familiar with Nisa condition today. He deliberately sought additional work to provide a new uniform someday.
Night, Nisa teacher about the task. Nisa told to make a poem. In his room, brooding Nisa.Looking for inspiration to streak into the paper. Nisa's mother took the ID card, look for a moment and smiled and then save it back. Nisa then began to hold his pencil and began to dance pencil on paper. It did not take long to complete. Within 10 minutes, Nisa've done. Then he slept.
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Classroom atmosphere becomes crowded, because the teacher has not come. Nisa opened her purse and took on the task of poetry and justifying also add a few words. He made this poem, is an expression of his heart that he wants to express to his mother. Teachers have come and Nisa been the first to initiate the task of reading poetry. Nisa forward with the paper.
"Ehemm."
"Bitter bitter a life .. my heart to live with a rigid
Always smiling and never complained
At every trip of my life .. I missed the love of a mother
The only I feel since I'm still in touch is
now ... everything has changed
affection I want now turned into a sacrifice
Sacrifice to continue to live, fight, and looking to the future
mother ...
Never tired I pray for you ...
"Nisa close the paper and put it in the chest in tears.
Now Wednesday 11 July to coincide with the anniversary of Nisa. He wanted, he celebrates his birthday with his family. But it was not felt. Since morning, Supri already out somewhere.Wake up, Nisa immediately rushed to go to school. Feelings of worry began to emerge.Typically, Supri never go so early and never go without the knowledge of Nisa. He closed the door and began stepped to seek knowledge.
School, Nisa still have not met with Supri. Then, he looked around the village. Nisa fear of anything with his father. Long search, Nisa did not find his father. He returned to his home. In her home, she was crying. He was not ready to lose her parents back. The sound of the door opening. Nisa woke up, Supri comes with carrying an item. Nisa ran and hugged him.
"Where have well .."
Supri wiped her tears. Then give an object in place in a crackle. "Is this right?"
"Go wrote." Nisa then unwrap it. And it turns out a complete school uniform with some stationery. Nisa then hugged his father back. She was crying, because my birthday this time is special for her birthday. Even without a mother.
Short Story Essay: M Hanif Rosadi
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